"W...Where am I?!" he spun around. Even his voice sent tingles down my spine!
"Oh wow! Oh wow!" I hurried to him and started gawking at him as if he where a movie star. He backed off everytime I came close.
"What are you, girl? Surely you cannot be a Saiyan," he said in a gruff voice.
"So that's what you call yourselves...Saiyans," I smiled sweetly at him, "Hi! I'm Bulma Briefs! I'm a human. Welcome to Planet Earth!" I held out my hand for him to shake. He turned away from me and looked at our lawn.
"Planet Earth?! I thought this planet was supposed to be destroyed by that imp, Kakarott!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Girl, I don't know how you got me here, but I demand you take me back to the mothership! Freiza is assigning me to go to planet Zadrex!"
"But I didn't bring you here."
"Then who did!?! SPEAK!!!" he shouted in a voice that sent chills all over me.
"I did," said a soft voice. Sure enough, Laria was behind me.
"And who are you?!" the prince asked irritably.
"That does not matter anymore. What matters is that I've done what I feel I must do," she turned to me and said, "I'll come back next month. Take care of the stone for if not, I won't be able to come back. I hope you won't regret your wish..." and with that, she broke into beautiful sparks of light. I stared blankly at the stone in my hand. What did she mean 'regret'?
"What happened?!" the prince gasped. I turned to him and began explaining everything that had happened and why he was brought here. He clenched his teeth together.
"I don't believe this! I can't be destined with you! You're an ordinary earthling and I'm a prince of Saiyans!"
Dismayed and annoyed, I glared at him.
"I'm no ordinary girl! I'm the richest in the world! I'm a princess!!!" I yelled. In some ways, I am a princess.
"See my castle?" I pointed at our mansion. He smirked at it...and it was a really cute smirk too!
"That's not even half as big as my palace was!" he scoffed.
"Was? What do you mean was?" I asked. He turned to me angrily.
"Do you have to know everything?!"
"Since we're going to be husband and wife in the future, we might as well start getting to know each other," "Not if I can help it!" he started to walk away.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" I followed him.
"Home." he answered.
"And where is home?"
He stopped dead on his tracks. I knew I had him.
"C'mon. It's getting cold out here. Why don't we go inside?" I invited him to my home. He glared at me.
"You don't want to sleep in the streets right? You want good food and service? It's in there!" I pointed to my mansion again. He kept silent. I got really annoyed by it.
"Hey! I'm talkin' to you! Hey!"
"My name's not 'Hey'! It's Vegeta!" he scowled and started to go inside the house.
"And girl," he added, "you better be sure the service is good here!"
"And my name is not 'girl'! It's Bulma!" I shouted while following him. Now I know what Laria meant about regret! This guy's such an A-hole!
"Bulma, princess, what are you doing out there?" someone called from the terrace. I looked up and saw Daddy, beaming at me. He turned to Vegeta, a look of surprise on his face. Uh-oh...what am I gonna tell him?!
"I see you have a friend..." Daddy shifted his glasses.
"Oh! Princess! You have a boyfriend now? Quick! Introduce him to us!!!" Mommy's shrill voice followed. The next thing I knew, they were on the lawn with us.
"What a handsome young fellow!" Mommy squealed with delight.
"You must be the king and queen," Vegeta stated coldly.
"Oh! You hear that dear? What flattering remarks!" Mommy squealed some more. "Yes, we are the king and queen of hoipoi capsules! I'm glad to see our little princess finally got herself a boyfriend!"
"Boyfriend?" Vegeta queried.
"A male friend," I whispered to him before facing my parents.
"Mommy, Daddy, meet Vegeta. His from...f-from..." I stammered. What was I going to tell them?! "Where I come from doesn't matter!" Vegeta scowled. I nudged him with my elbow.
"Uh, sorry 'bout that. He's tired from all that traveling. He's a foreign exchange student for our school," I lied, "And his parents have arranged that he should stay with us since we can accomodate him very well,"
"I didn't hear anything about a foreign exchange student," Mommy wondered aloud. Gotta think fast! I know! I grabbed my parents by the arms and moved them a few feet away so the prince wouldn't hear.
"What is it, Bulma?"
"No time for questions, Daddy. You see...he's no ordinary kid," I swallowed, "He's a prince of a certain country and his life is in danger. His agents have called awhile ago. Since you weren't there to recieve their message, I did. I just forgot to tell you..."
"Oh my!" Mommy gasped. Daddy still eyed at me suspiciously.
"Dad, can't you see what he's wearing? He's a prince!"
"Of what country?"
"The agents wouldn't tell. Don't worry. They'll pick him up next month," I lied again but gave a half-truth.
"Are you done yet?! I don't approve whispering in my presence!!!" Vegeta hissed. We all turned to him. Daddy sighed.
"Oh well. Dear, could you please tell the maids to prepare that special guest room?" Daddy turned to Mommy, who immediately took off to do what Daddy asked. I sighed with relief. I don't know for how long I could keep this lie...I certainly hope the prince would help me...I doubt it though...
